Looking at a group of heads of wealthy families who were trembling like little quails, Wang Qinruo's eyes were full of disdain. At this moment, he also understood why Wang Dankou and those people looked down on them.
It's not a matter of ability, but a matter of structure. People in Jiangnan can only see a little benefit in front of them, but they can't see the cliff behind this benefit.
After all, I have never had the ambition to dominate the world. The Central Plains have always been conquered, and the south of the Yangtze River is determined by inheritance. Since ancient times, the world has been unified from north to south. Now there is no one who can dominate the world from south to north.
Even after unifying the world, there are still few people in the south who can take charge of the center, and their background is still a bit poor.
Yes, details determine success or failure, but that is under the same conditions. Now, why can they keep suppressing us? This is why Wang Qinruo is so angry. Every time the South wants to compete for power, it is the South's own power. Lagging behind.
"No matter how bad the Xiang army is, no matter how ignored by others, they are still an army. Although the Song Dynasty used the Xiang army to arrange refugees, the army is an army, and that is not something that rich families like you can get involved in."
"I'm really tired of living."
"I have been the local bully king for a long time. I really don't think how powerful I am. I don't even think about whether you can move it or whether you want to rebel."
Wang Qinruo pointed at the noses of the people in the hall and began to curse.
No wonder the North wants to prevent them from rising to power, even Wang Qinruo doesn't like them now. Even if he hadn't been from Jiangnan, Wang Qinruo would have wanted to kill them directly.
"It's embarrassing. It's just a little bit of land. The Song Dynasty didn't restrict the annexation of land. Just wait a few years and buy it directly from the resettled Xiang troops. It's legal and won't attract people." Notice."
"Why can't I help it? They are a bunch of people who don't know how to die."
Wang Qinruo was panting as he scolded, his chest rising and falling. It was like blowing a bellows, and when combined with the sound of his breathing, it was even more like it.
As a result, after he finished scolding, someone actually stood up and said, "These are not big things. The whole Jiangnan is just like this. Nothing has happened for hundreds of years. It's not a big deal. Isn't it the same in all dynasties?" Is it like this?"
These words made Wang Qinruo's hair stand up in anger.
"Who, stand up for me."
Wang Qinruo looked at everyone in the lobby with bloodshot eyes.
"Is that what you all think?"
Everyone who looked at Wang Qinruo lowered their heads.
"It seems that you really think so. You are really not afraid of death."
Wang Qinruo looked at these people and said through gritted teeth.
"There is nothing to be afraid of, Dingguo. I think you are too timid. This southern country is our world. Every dynasty and generation has not relied on people like us to rule the south of the Yangtze River. The Central Plains is far away from us. We If we don’t fight with them for anything, is it possible that they will fight against us because of a little land and a few thieves with an army?”
An old man in rich clothes stood up and said.
"Cai Yichen? By the way, your family has hundreds of Xiangjun, right? It's easy to use, right?"
Wang Qinruo recognized that this was the old patriarch of the Cai family in Fujian. The Xiang troops originally sent to plant rice in Champa were divided between him and Zhang Yigong, and now they jumped out together with the land.
I really don’t know whether to live or die.
"So what about Song Taizu back then? After conquering the Southern Tang Dynasty, he also relied on us to rule the south of the Yangtze River. It's nothing."
"Yes, our Jiangnan clan has deep roots in living here. No matter who touches us, it will cause unrest in Jiangnan."
"Yes, those who founded the country in the south, whether it is Southern Wu, Southern Tang, Wuyue, Southern Han, or Chu, all of them treat us as honored guests. No matter how they fight, we are still a big family in Jiangnan. There’s nothing to be afraid of.”
With Cai Yichen's words, the heads of other large families in the lobby also began to speak. Wang Qinruo looked over one by one and found that they were all families with little foundation like the Cai family, and families like the Xu family that had produced officials of third rank or above. , all without saying a word.
Wang Qinruo nodded, knowing it well.
These small families can be wiped out without knowing whether to live or die. The real big families are the ones who can really make the decision.
Wang Qinruo clapped his hands, and a group of big men came to Wang Qinruo with sticks and hemp ropes.
"Tie it up."
Wang Qinruo nodded and picked up the wine glass. The few silent family heads in the lobby also stood up and raised their wine glasses.
Wang Qinruo smiled, drank the wine in the glass, and threw the glass to the ground.
There was a crisp "pop" sound and the notes were smashed into pieces, and all the drunken householders also dropped their cups on the ground.
And those people who were noisy also realized that something was wrong.
A closer look revealed that there were not only people in front of Wang Qinruo, but also many big men holding sticks and hemp ropes inside and outside the lobby.
"Wang Qinruo, what do you want to do?"
Cai Yichen asked, pointing to Wang Qinruo.
At this time, dozens of drunk family heads also came to Wang Qinruo's side.
"You all have decided."
Wang Qinruo ignored others and just talked to the family heads around him.
"I, the Xu family of Guangling, have only one request, the head of Daoan, the demon monk of Luzhou."
The Xu family in Guangling has been a family of officials for generations. Several generations of the family have been officials. From Yang Wu to the Northern Song Dynasty, they have always been a family of officials. The previous head of the family, Xu Xuan, was falsely accused by a demon monk and died in Pizhou. From then on, he was at odds with the demon monk Daoan in Luzhou. , due to the strong power of Buddhism in Jiangnan, he has been unable to take action.
And now if Wang Qin wants to farm in Jiangnan, he will definitely fight against the Buddhists. After all, the Buddhist temples are the largest landowners in Jiangnan.
Wang Qinruo also knew this, so he had already found some well-connected families or families with less evil deeds in advance, and revealed the news in advance. He came here to clean up Jiangnan, focusing on those families who occupied land and Buddhists. .
Wang Qinruo hoped that those families could sell their land and let the people they bring to farm it, in return for three hundred kilograms of grain per mu per year.
The leader of these families is Xu Qian, and the Xu family is the leading force in these families.
And those families who drank in the lobby today were expressing their agreement.
There were several other small families. Wang Qinruo did not notify them, but they also drank in the lobby and followed them. At this time, they were asking what was going on.
"You are so lucky."
Wang Qinruo said with a smile. After speaking, he turned around and left the lobby, followed closely by the family heads.
As soon as they went out, they saw a large number of heavily armed forbidden troops standing outside the door, holding swords, guns and powerful crossbows.
The group of people couldn't help but feel the hairs on their necks standing up.
"Go in. If you resist, you will be treated as a bandit."
Wang Qinruo said.
After saying that, he looked back at the lucky ones who had drank.
"What a blessing."
